I'm trapped.
I'm trapped in a bottle.
Its got an engine, and goes full throttle.
There is nothing stopping this bottle, one day it will hit a wall, smash. now a billion pieces of glass with me in the middle, free of my pickle.
Bleeding but pleasing, now I can die.
I didn't survive.

They say you are dead as soon as someone said your name for the last time.
They say darkness will come with destruction and suffering and just then will the sun stop to shine.
They say happiness is unoptaineble and needlessly trying to acheive it will cost the dear ones of mine.
I reply to that i dont believe a word
And with that im fine.

Will you be at my funeral?
I think of it as a lonely place
A daily thought I usually face
Sometimes I look at a friend
And I think to myself
Would they be at my funeral
Would they attend?
It's not a beautiful answer
Not in my head

When my eyes look at you
My heart turns to me and shooks
Tells me you are on my pages
The óne in my books

Hello
Sweet blow
Feel the flow
I just know, everymind can grow
Although its snow, we find the comfort below

I want to be a peanut
My life would be much simpler, and
My feelings would be much smaller, but
I would be a peanut

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love love                                        love love
love love                            love love
love love                love love
love love    love love
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love love   love love
love love               love love
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By the sight, of you
The cold withdrew
By the voice, of you
My heart was jumping, like a kangaroo
I tore my mind to pieces, as my attraction to you increased
And by happiness I was lit, hit
Even if I must admit, it made me shatter but that won´t matter

Once i saw a tower, on top grew a flower.
The flower was dark, but comsumed the light, that had traveled a billion mile flight.

The night is clear, the stars are here.
They need to listen, they need to learn.
They need to shoot, they need to burn.

I have a letter for you
I would like to know you better
No pressure, we can talk, or never
It's up to you, you can leave it altogether
As long as you take your time to read it
Before you slip it in the shredder

I need to write, I cannot stop.
Hang on tight, I´ll reach the top.

If i may;
It´s quite a cloudy day
But who says there is not, a life to live anyway?